There are beautiful things about both being in love and being out of love. I just think you have to find those things.

But then you make eye contact with someone across the room and it clicks and you’re right there in love again.

I still love writing in my journal and wearing sparkly dresses and looking at old chandeliers.

Middle school was what programmed me to be semi-insecure, like, all of the time. I didn’t fit in….I’d stand on the outside of the circle but I was never really in. That’s when I started to realize there’s this thing called rejection.

I have so many indie bands on my iPod. What I don't really understand is the attitude that if a band is unknown, they're good, and if they get fans, then you move on to the next band.

If you have something about yourself that's different, you're lucky. It's not a curse.

I'm perpetually single. Being alone is not the same as being lonely. I like to do things that glorify being alone. I buy a candle that smells pretty, turn down the lights, and make a playlist of low-key songs. If you don't act like you've been hit by the plague when you're alone on a Friday night, and just see it as a chance to have fun by yourself, it's not a bad day.